2 May
I’m
starting today’s offering with the funny from yesterday …
Did you hear about the prisoner who talked very slowly?
He took twenty-five years to finish a sentence.
He took twenty-five years to finish a sentence.
Thing is,
I actually know someone who this could be applied to, not that he is a criminal
of course, he’s most certainly isn’t. Anyway, I have sat talking with him many
times and he would spend what seemed like ages to me, to find and use the just
the right word to fit in with our subject. At times I got really impatient with
him because it seemed to me to more than a little pretentious. So yes, the
funny was funny, but it did bring memories of an old friend who I haven’t seen
for some time now.
Last week
I attended my annual sleep clinic and got myself discharged; thankfully. Since
my dose of cellulitis and I stopped my CPAP machine, I have found that I just
haven’t got on with it at all. I wasn’t able to get it to stop making noises
while I was sleeping. Those noises were not only keeping me awake, but kept disturbing
Jan as well. So a machine that was supposed to help me get a night’s undisturbed
sleep, ended up keeping us both awake. There were times when that happened and
by tightening the straps sorted in out, but with that last one, I had tightened
it as far as it goes, and it still wouldn’t stop.
You might
wonder why I didn’t give up with it before, but if I had, then I would have had
to give up my driving license a lot earlier than I did. There was also the chance
that my insurance might have become invalid in the event of a crash. Well, my
licence has already been sent back and I know using the CPAP is no longer
needed legally, so I have given that up too. And so now I am sleeping a heck of
a lot better without all the noise and discomfort.
As most
of you know I love photography, however, so far this year I haven’t been out
all that often to get any new shots. On the odd occasion when I have been out I’ve
found that most of my shots have not been as sharpe as they once were. Camera
shake has always been a bit of a problem for me, but it’s become a lot worse
just lately. What I really to do is to use my tripod, which is all well and
good for some types of shots I like to get, things like macro shots and flowers
for example. Sitting here typing this I’m also watching one of the Natural World series I recorded last
night. This one is in India and the still shots that are being show are really
making jealous, even more so that most of them are taken hand held!
A tripod
isn’t much good when you try street shoots, for which you need to be as spontaneous
and as adaptable as possible. Candid shots of people going about their normal
daily lives is another favourite subject for me. Architectural shots also
demand a tripod in most situations. Public art can be shot hand held usually
but again, the tripod does help. So what else can I shoot on a normal day out
and about without a tripod?
Well,
there’s pub that make good subjects. Their signs to start with but they tend to
be just plain record shots. I’ve got thousands of them, along with a large
number of closed pubs too. Real ale pump signs are another one I like to do, again,
thousands are stored on my hard drive; again record shots but as most real ales
tend to brewed for local consumption so tend to be very short lived. That’s
fine, I now have a record are so many of them. Pub interiors are also good to
shoot, although record shots, they can also be artistic too. So then, all I
need to do now is to get out there and get shooting.
In view
of all this snapping away, I have a lot of images to call on for my daily
photo. So what of today’s photo then …
ah yes; this MacDonald’s was one a
M&B pub that I once called in to with a friend while I was in the army. I’m
not surprised it was closed though, it was dirty and the beer wasn’t so good
either.
Today’s
funny …
I was staying with my uncle. One day he come in and said, 'One
of the chickens has just died. We'll have roast chicken for dinner.'
I said, 'Lovely.'
The next day he come in and said, 'One of the pigs has just died. We'll have roast pork for dinner.'
I said, 'Lovely:
One of the ducks died the next day. He said, 'We'll have roast duck for dinner.'
I said, 'Lovely.'
Then the next day he came down all dressed in black.
He said, 'Your auntie's just died.'
I said, 'Don't worry. I'm not stopping for dinner.'
I said, 'Lovely.'
The next day he come in and said, 'One of the pigs has just died. We'll have roast pork for dinner.'
I said, 'Lovely:
One of the ducks died the next day. He said, 'We'll have roast duck for dinner.'
I said, 'Lovely.'
Then the next day he came down all dressed in black.
He said, 'Your auntie's just died.'
I said, 'Don't worry. I'm not stopping for dinner.'
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